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Someone used all of the ECL reagent and put the empty bottle back in the fridge.

Someone ALSO used all of my stocks of p-coumaric acid and luminol, so I can't just squirt a bunch of stuff into a bottle and head down to the dark room.

Developing my Western was the last thing I had to do today. But since SOME FUCKER CONSISTENTLY IGNORES LAB ETIQUETTE, I won't be leaving any time soon.


I'm telling myself:

I like my job. I love science. I shouldn't tell the entire lab to fuck off just because I have PMS.
I like my job. I love science. I shouldn't tell the entire lab to fuck off just because I have PMS.
I like my job. I love science. I shouldn't tell the entire lab to fuck off just because I have PMS.
I like my job. I love science. I shouldn't tell the entire lab to fuck off just because I have PMS.

O_o

Watching the recorded episode of TDS now that the football game is over.

JFC, I'm waiting for lightning to strike Dana Perino dead, on-screen.

SHE THINKS THAT AMERICAN FOREIGN POLICY IS IN A BETTER PLACE NOW THAN IT WAS 8 YEARS AGO? SERIOUSLY?

sorry for spamming y'all

But this just tickles me.

MrIris laughs when I babble about the bands and shows I see, sniggers over me following their blogs and twitters and everything.

Then, today? He sent me a link to a review of The Gourds' new album and an interview with them, and babbled about it.

Dear MrIris,

PLEASE STAND ASIDE AS I ROFLMAO. That? Is fanboying. And is not anything different than what I do.

You are no longer allowed to smile indulgently about my fannish obsessions, okay?

Love,
Me


FYI? The Gourds are at the Continental Club tomorrow night, doors @10pm. They're also doing a signing/acoustic thing at Cactus Music at ~5:30pm.